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Tell, if thou canst, and truly, whence doth come This camphire, storax, spikenard, galbanum, These musks, these ambers, and those other smells Sweet as the Vestry of the Oracles. I'll tell thee:—while my Julia did unlace Her silken bodice but a breathing space, The passive air such odour then assumed As when to Jove great Juno goes perfumed, Whose pure immortal body doth transmit A scent that fills both heaven and earth with it.
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